Car meets are wonderful places where the atmosphere is relaxed and there are a plethora of enthusiasts and owners to geek out with. Everyone brings their best manners and it’s generally a good time.

Sometimes, vendors sell food and drink. Staying hydrated and nourished is key, so you load up on the delicious snacks and beverages and stroll between the cars, taking in the scenery. Eventually, though, biology calls and you start to scan for a porta john or something.

Of course, this is an informal car meet. Nobody set up a porta john. Tendrils of panic start to eat at the base of your skull while you feel the pressure down below start to build. Your steps take on a more urgent, frantic pace as your eyes slide from sign to sign, hoping—praying—for that little plaque with the people on them, pointing you to the facilities.

We’ve all been there. Even Mr. Regular.

In what is perhaps the most “regular” video he has uploaded recently, Mr. Regular reminds us that we’re all just people at the end of the day. And people have urges.